Drugs! Gimme me drugs Gimme me drugs,I don’t need it but still what you got,still take the cash and I’ll keep it.Eight legs to the wall, hit the gas at the mallEvery crawl, every crawl, every crawl, now hit that detonator.

Love, gimme me love, gimme me love,I don’t need it but I’ll take what I want from your heartand keep it in a bag in a box on the floor with an X,gimme me more, gimme me more

Now sing it with me:For my security, to every enemy,we’re on your property standing in a V-formationlet’s do it properly, plastic surgery, we’re not an apologyget us more, give us your detonation.

Let me tell you about the Snagman,shut up and let me see your jazz hands,or remember when you were a madman, thought you were Batman,and hit the party with a gas can.Let me see you run it more.

We’re on your property,We’re a public enemy,I think we better find more, burden your information.Let’s pull the lottery,it’s like plastic surgerywe won’t giva an apology,Give us more detonation!

Spoken:And right here, right now,All the way in Battery City,the little children, raise your open filthy palms like tiny daggers up to heavenAnd all the you guys, and the river rats,as angels made from neon eating garbage are screaming out"why don’t you save us?"and the sky opened upEverybody wants to change the world, everybody wants to change the world.But no one wants to die, wanna die?

Make no apologythis is way to fun to meI’m not your authorityCrash and burn,We’re young and loaded,Drop like a bulletshell,just like a sleeper cell,I’d rather go to hell than be in a purgatory,cut my hairgag and bore me.pull this pin,and let this world explode